Rating: T {I'm paranoid!}
Warnings: I don't really know… other than Language. And GRAY/OC.
Notes: Another chapter~ YAY~
Do you really want to be my friend?
Chapter 2: Erica's mark
Gray sighed with relief as he saw the nurse come out of the room, nodding to the dark-haired boy as a signal that he could enter the room. He went into the hospital room, finding Erica soundly sleeping in the bed.
His dark blue eyes wandered to her birthmark, scanning its form with big question marks around his head. "What makes her so different? It's just a birthmark." He said, sitting next to the bed and tracing the mark with his fingers.
"Now that I think about it…" He muttered to himself, "I've seen this mark before…"
"Hey, Ul, what's that?" Gray pointed at the unusual looking mark painted onto the cave.
Ul looked at the mark, her eyes narrowing. The mark was a star within two circles, the outer circle was lined with cross-hatchings. It was painted black, but the star was bright red. "Gray, get away from that mark." She ordered.
Gray did as he was told and backed away from the mark, but he still couldn't help but ask, "Why? What's wrong with that mark?"
"It's the mark of the devil," Ul stated, her eyes not leaving the mark painted onto the wall, "Stay away from it, that mark means trouble. It means whosoever bears it is cursed."
"Cursed?" Lyon Bastia asked, just as curious as Gray.
"Anyone who bears this mark… their soul is doomed. They are what you may call 'Dark beings.'" The ice wizard replied, her glare narrowing on the red star in the mark, "Don't get into the troubles of anyone you meet who bears that mark, alright? Gray, Lyon?"
Sorry Ul, but it seems I've gotten into Erica's predicaments… Gray thought, delicately running his finger down a straight line through the mark.
"Nnn…" Erica softly muttered as she awoke, most likely at his touch. "Gray?" She said, turning to the young ice wizard.
"Erica!" Gray smiled, happy at hearing her voice not hoarse, "How do you feel?"
"Better." she said, a sweet smile on her face. It seems she's gotten over her fear and began to trust Gray. Gray's smile widened, her voice sounded sweet and angelic now that it wasn't hoarse.
Gray, again, took note of her mark. "I'm glad to hear you're feeling better, but I believe you were about to tell me about your mark?" he said. Curiosity was killing him, killing him hard.
"Ah… right…" Erica muttered. To which Gray thought his question offended her, "B-But you don't have to answer if you don't want."
Erica smiled, "Well… when I was born, my mother took note of my mark and began to beat me when I turned four. She always told me that I was cursed… that the mark on my arm was an omen that I'll kill everything and end the world. I don't see why she thought so, I never even knew how to use magic. How could I end the world if I can't use magic?" she solemnly laughed. Painful memories were hard to relive.
"I see…" Gray sighed, thankful that he hadn't offended her in any way, "But its kinda boring not being able to use magic. It's kind of sad. You have to know some kind of magic, right?"
She was silent for a while. "…" It started to worry Gray, her silence was anxiety inducing. "Well… I think I do know some sort of magic…" she finally said.
"Really? What is it?" Gray asked, a look of happiness on his face.
"Well… it has something to do with my mark…" Erica muttered, uncomfortably rubbing her arm, "And as far as I know, it's called Dark Magic."
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